Eliana let out a long sigh, her chest heavy as memories surfaced. Sarai. Once her closest friend, the girl she trusted with everything—until betrayal cut their bond to pieces. And then there was Jason… his kidnapping attempt still lingered like a bruise in the back of her mind, the unanswered why gnawing at her whenever she let herself think too long. Why had he sunk so low?
So much had been happening—her father's troubles, Rafael's confessions, the constant storm with her mother—that she'd shoved those questions into a dark corner. But now, with Rafael looking at her and the chance dangling in front of her, closure suddenly felt like a door she wanted to open.
